Mr. Magoo Page #4

Well, uh...

Great Scott!

Uh, did you hear that, Angus?

She doesn't want to share me

with anyone.

Is it possible after all these years,

another duet at last?

"O Solo Mio" no more.

Stupak. Stupak!

Where are you?

I am Rolvaag

king of Norway

I am Rolvaag

king of Norway

- Break a leg, Mr Magoo.

- Ah, Rumford, yes.

Thank you, uh, Sam.

I am Rolvaag

King of Norway

Where am I?

Oh, backstage.

Let's go.

Stupak, where are you?

What's going on in there?

I am Rolvaag

king of Norway

Go out there a nobody,

come back a star.

Open the throat,

sing from the diaphragm.

And remember, always sit down

whenever you can.

That man's got a very big head.

Ah, stage, uh...

Stage, uh... Stage left.

Time to warm up

for the old fight scene.

Get over there and shut off that fan!

Bravo!

I am a crusty

lusty Viking

That was the note that brought a lump

to the judges' throats.

After that, I knew

the Van Cliburn award was mine.

Well, the years have not dimmed

its beauty.

Oh, thank you.

Any, uh, more questions?

Uh, not that I want

this interview to end.

Oh, me, too. It's just,

just been such a thrill...

to hear the story of your life in song,

Mr Magoo, I mean real...

Oh, please, please, please, dear.

Call me Quincy.

Quincy, I'm really happy

I got this chance to know you.

I'd like to get to know you better.

Ah, Prunella, could this be

a new beginning?

- Yes, of the end.

- Of the end?

Uh, the end of loneliness.

The beginning of discovery.

How nice.

- This is a very special day, Prunella.

- Oh, for me, too, Quincy.

Ah, then you know that this is

the opening of the carp fishing season?

- Of course!

- Oh, Great Scott!

And I'm so happy

we're experiencing it together.

As am I. Eh, together, yes.

I learned that the hard way.

When you have something precious,

you must keep it in sight all the time.

Something precious,

such as, say, a jewel?

Yes, indeed.

The most precious jewel of all.

What does this jewel look like?

My jewel is luminous, sparkling.

A flaming red...

- Ruby?

- Ruby, yes!

- Where do you keep this ruby?

- Close to my heart.

Oh, Quincy.

Oh, I'm sorry, Quincy,

but l, I want you to kiss me.

Oh, well, it's, uh...

No, b-but not here. Someplace.

Someplace private, like a, like a boat.

Do you happen to have a boat?

Well, in two words:

"Anchors aweigh."

Prunella. Uh...

Well, my boat is just down here.

Oh.

Bingo!

Oh, no.

It's Luanne Le Seur.

The Black Widow.

She kills all of her male accomplices.

No one has ever been able to finger her.

Wow. Whoever brings her in

will get a big promotion.

- Maybe a book deal.

- Hey, where're you going?

Nothing like the warm sea air.

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